Chapter 33: Isach Zoya, Part 1

"Chloe?" Abby's voice carried through my closed bedroom door, followed by a light rap against the wood.

"Yeah?" I yanked my T-shirt over my head and spun around just as she walked in. My jaw dropped.

She was showered, dressed, and had her backpack in her hand.

"You're going to school?" I asked.

"I can't stay in my room a second longer, and if I stay home, Mom's going to be on my case all day."

"All right. I need to get my shoes on; then I'll be ready to go."

Abby crossed the room and sat on the bed while I put on my sneakers.

"Okay, I'm ready," I said.

We headed downstairs. A look of shock passed over Aunt Beth's face, but then she gave me a sly smile, like I was somehow solely responsible for pulling Abby out of her funk.

"We're going to eat breakfast at school today." Abby grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the house before I could object.

Still, Aunt Beth managed to call out, "Have a good day," before we closed the door.